The difference between your typical
apartment-bound-limited-resources wall-to-waller and that
rare creature, a good apartment-bound-limited-resources
wall-to-waller is that unknown factor - chemistry. It can't
be manufactured, only discovered on the fly. Which is just as
good a segue as any to mention a fly-as-they-come girl named
Hypnotic, whose boot bangin' session with John E. Depth is
the highlight of this release. (Firm bod, big natural jugs
and a crotchful of mossy oyster sauce.) After an extended
cowgirl ride on his swamp donkey, she releases a viscous blob
which, by the looks of it, wants to play a game of "catch me
if you can" with the forces of gravity. For every cream pie
devotee out there, it's a holy sighting.

In fact, the aforementioned cunny juice plays a huge role in
the success of this modest vid. Such clam-baked evidence
validates the personal chemistry between the performers -
again and again. While other sessions bring the same degree
of lust to the proceedings, they are less successful in that
too many of the ladies remain constrained behind trashy
lingerie when their natural bounties should be on full
display.

A threesome with Depth, Jada and Lucille thankfully manages
to avoid this trap. We wish the women had been more willing
to work with each other while getting poked with Depth's
monstrous mutton dagger, but minor quibbles like that pale in
comparison to the bucket of stanky spunk pouring out of
Jada's beef curtains. It's touching. You won't find a dry
thigh in the house.